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I've worked myself out of a job but if its a fair day [[insertion]] A tomorrow 
[[/insertion]] I'll examine some additional cliff sections. If it could only 
[[underline]] clear [[/underline]] so that canoe could come over! Bring on 
the "Ladd luck"! 
Its growing late now but the meke is still being beaten out with great 
vigor - even the rain on the roof can't drown it out! I'm left with the 
Turanga-ni-Koro & two other seasoned yangana drinkers. By the way, 
I've finally discovered how to drink the grog - [[underline]] make it strong 
[[/underline]] (like a thick soup!) & [[underline]] drink small mbilos 
[[/underline]] - one smokes with delight & retires [[underline]] to sleep! 
[[/underline]] Its a pity (for your sake) that I didn't discover this sooner! 
The little flies are a pest 
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again tonight - you probably will find [[underline]] several [[/underline]] 
pressed between these pages. I can change slightly our Tuvutha jingle - 
"The rain descends in torrents 
The flies come from afar. 
Yangona's being pounded 
And, by God, here [[underline]] I [[/underline]] are! 
So long, Ed. Best love to Ruth and sons. 
Yours, 
Harry 
Namuka, July 10th 
Dear Ed - 
Still here, as you can see! - and slim chances of getting away tomorrow. 
The Fulanga canoe tried to depart this morning but had to turn back & 
the whole fleet of 6 is now in our bay. Previously 
Harry Ladd - Diary and field notes, 1934 - Vol. 1 
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